Murda Music/Fox 5

Lately I been pouring up I been fucked up Lately I been fucked up Nigga, for another love Man I'm outta luck Lately I don't give a f*ck I got another 2 keys In the back of this Benz truck Man tell me how you feel Made it to the west Nigga do you really kill? Got a Glock 17 Imma die on dis hill Put it on my tab Part of my monthly bills And I'm fucked up I pour another cup Yeah man I lucked up This bad bitch turned round And bust that ass up, pass out Pull up inna tap out Benz, Bugatti I switch it when I'm with my friends now Cocaine Audemar , I got this belt from YSL dawg Wear my shades in public Cause lately I'm off some gas brah My bank account ridiculous Need a passcode for my safe brah Need another hunnid Cause I fucked it on the wraith brah My old bitch getting risky Texting me, cause I got plays now Drugs and cartel business I been taking paystubs Guns and crack transport My name became a staple West side ATLIEN I need my people faithful Lost a couple soldiers to the war, That shit was painful Brushed my shoulders off, flipped a brick And bought range rove The Masi getting old I need my shit to hold a payload Patna hit me up, he got caught slipping at the race hoe 30 on me, 40 on me Man my AR faithful Bless her to the holy higher Aim her for yo face hoe This bad bitch turned round And bust that ass up, pass out Pull up inna tap out Benz Bugatti I switch it when I'm with my friends now Cocaine Audemar I got this belt from YSL dawg Wear my shades in public Cause lately I'm off some gas brah My bank account ridiculous Need a passcode for my safe brah Need another hunnid Cause I fucked it on the wraith brah